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2 my lover, the assassin, is beautiful she has come to kill me and I concur just now she sleeps but when she wakes I’m dead her eyelids flitter as I prepare her potions, her delicious poisons 17 | WINTER MIGRANTS

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my lover, the assassin, is beautiful she has come to kill me and I concur just now she sleeps but when she wakes I’m dead her eyelids flitter as I prepare her potions, her delicious poisons

17 | WINTER MIGRANTS

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